Luyện nghe bài hát Dies Irae

maledictis,
Flammis addictis.

When the sun is
And the is free
The great little
a bitter melody

The fevers in my breast,
Aches to be

wisdom
In kingdom
That is my sole

The first lead me while the harps
me like the blood
The beats my art
In the stage my cuts the air,
I am,
In a I never made, a man

irae, dies illa,
Solvet in favilla:
Teste David cum
Quantus est futurus,
Quando est venturus,
stricte discussurus.

The sound is
life to the king
Never down
Rex gloria, Rex
Witness of the
Spirit is
No more feels of pain no more
A is going away

is my destiny?
Where is my
I need to my soul and cry
to pray for me
I to free my soul and will die

wells up the only tear
We shed woe
And like the wind because
The music is

The notes in my breast,
to be away

Eternal
In glorious
That is my wish

The first lead me while the harps
me like the blood
The madness my art
In the my baton cuts the air,
I am,
In a world I made, a man

irae, dies illa,
Solvet in favilla:
Teste David cum
tremor est futurus,
Quando est venturus,
stricte discussurus.

The soft to your bed
Is not pursuing
You will so be dead
Death will serve
Turn to the
He was to be
A to the king
Keep your fancy
In the of the sea

Salva me, pietatis.

chorus
The first lead me while the harps
me like the blood
The madness my art
In the my baton cuts the air,
I am,
In a world I made, a man

irae, dies illa,
Solvet in favilla:
David cum Sybilla
Quantus est futurus,
iudex est venturus,
Cuncta discussurus.